“You suck!”Benny wisely didn’t reply beyond a lip twitch as she went on to tell him why exactly he sucked.“You actually have the audacity to show up to my wedding looking all fucking—” she gestured her hand down the length of him.“All fucking hot.Giving me a lift when I needed one.Being nice to me when I was a bitch.And tonight—tonight you took away theonething that was keeping me sane.My right to be mad.Madyou left me.Madyou broke my heart.I don’t get to be angry at you anymore and it’s not fair.‘Cause what am I supposed to do with all that hurt?Where am I supposed to put it?Where, Benny,where?”
Her hands were up in the air now flailing, officially solidifying her crazy lady look.“And that damn kiss, what the fuck was that?Where do you get off kissing me like that?Making me want you again?How dare you!You ought to—”
At some point, Benny had moved closer, close enough that his lips slamming down onto hers only registered as her moan echoed in the darkness.
Fuck me.
He was doing it again.Kissing her like she was his.Setting her body alight and making her poor, battered heart skip too many beats than it could handle.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, she tugged him closer, clinging on for dear life, swallowing his groans like they were the only thing keeping her alive.
As his hands went to her hips, she started to ache from the want.And when his fingers dipped further, digging into flesh as he hauled her up, not even the pounding in her ears could drown out the desperate need spiraling through her as she wrapped her legs around his torso.
Between teasing swipes of his tongue and the intense press of his body, it was hard to pinpoint when exactly he’d taken her inside.The cold surface of the wall did register, though as her flimsy sundress was hiked over her head and discarded while she gasped for air.
She welcomed the chill, helping unclasp her bra as the heat of her skin became unbearable.
Losing his mouth, it wasn’t long before she felt it again.The bristle of his stubble scorching her neck as she felt her panties being pushed to the side.When his lips locked onto the curve, her head flung back, a ragged whimper filling the air as he sucked just enough to mark her.The pleasure and pain blurring her senses and making her more desperate.
“Take me,” she panted.“I need you.Take me.”
Sparks shot through her veins as he positioned himself between her thighs, but he didn’t move, not to where she wanted him.He teased.His hips rocking.His teeth dragging.And the slickness of his heated skin rubbing.
“You’re dripping for me, aren’t you, NeNe?”He didn’t wait for her answer before dipping his head and latching onto her hardened nipple.Fuck.She felt herself shudder as he sucked, his teeth teasing and tugging as she writhed against him.It was the rough drag of his fingers entering her that had a cry escaping her, though as her head tipped back.
“So fucking wet and needy.Such a good fucking girl for me.”His voice was getting grittier.Raspier.
Coming out of her skin with need, she moaned.A moan that managed to summon Benny’s lips as they covered her mouth once again.While his kiss gave her slow and soft, his controlled strokes inside her quickly turned punishing.
Her body pulsated.Her core drenched.She was going to lose her mind if he didn’t take her in the next thirty seconds.It was that frantic need that had her pulling back, making her demand through choppy breaths.
“Please, Benny.I need you.Take me.Take it like it’s yours.”
She knew those words would do it.She was rewarded with a low growl rumbling from his chest seconds later as his mouth claimed hers again and his fingers were replaced with what she really wanted.And with one brutal thrust, he reminded her just how good it felt to be his.And, just how dangerous.
***
There were not enoughcurse words in the universe for Bethany to communicate just how utterly dumb she was.
And embarrassed, don’t forget embarrassed.
How could she?Not while she was lying on her best friend’s couch, still homeless, fresh out of an engagement and covered in her ex-boyfriend’s scent.
Is this rock bottom?
It felt like it.Especially when she was in such a rush to run out on Benny, after they’d done the deed, that she hadn’t even bothered to put on her bra.She was getting far too good at running.She’d been in her car less than a minute after he’d been inside her.
Classy.
Throwing the blanket over her head, she let out a groan.When had it gotten this bad?Only a month ago she was planning a wedding, her life, excited about what the future held.Her head was filled with paint swatches, kitchen cabinet designs, and potential baby rooms.Now?Now all she could think about was Benny.How things could have been so different if he’d only told her about his mom.How good that kiss was.How damn right he felt inside her.And worst of all, all she could think about doing was driving back over to his house for round two.
I’m totally screwed.
She was.And to top it all off, tomorrow, she had to explain to her supervisor why she’d run out of a cancer survivors support group and not returned.
Great.
